The quirky and perceptive young lady (Chi Jin)
He said he was not bitter.
When the tips of his ears are red, he lowers his head, and when he is beaten, he remains silent. He seals domestic violence, mess, and despair that is about to overflow in a "sensible" shell.
She said he was a liar.
The eldest lady, who looked quirky on the outside, wanted to pry open the crack in his heart - look at his evasive eyes when he spoke, look at his cautiousness when handing her the milk, and look at the way he tried to push her away in the heavy rain, but ended up shaking while holding her.
No system can save him, no time travel can change his life.
There is only the warmth of a bowl of hot soup and the clumsiness of saying "I'll go with you".
They are like two twisted flowers, thorny and barbaric, tightly entwined in the blood and flesh of the rules of reality.
"Perhaps we knew each other a long time ago."
(It is not a cool novel, but a realistic one. It is a type that is very bitter in the early stage and sweet in the later stage. The ending must be he.)
